My wife is in absolute freak-out mode. I was coming back from my early job interview and I hit something, which I thought was a bird. **sad face**
I forget about it completely, until she gets ready to go to the eye doctor, comes back in the house after a few seconds in total panic and not making sense. It turns out that I had hit a bat and it was stuck in the grille of her car, not quite dead. "Rat with wings on the car!! Rat with wings on the car!!"